Beauty is Murder

With all this scheming and preparing, I decided to let my new ‘BFF’ take care of the henchmen auditions. Who ever he picks will probably get killed off by one of us eventually anyways, but who knows, maybe they’ll serve some useful purpose.

So today, with Niki back in her cage, I’ve decided to continue this vengeful spree of hers, maybe getting a taste for blood will make her more appreciative for all I’ve done. Plus that cat lady even gives me the creeps. Ugly people make me yearn for murder.

So I decided to take it easy. The cave of Despair was getting cramped with all the hopefuls lining up. I checked out a local salon run by some Asian lady and her flamboyant son. I have to admit, Asian women and flamboyant men do the best job. I can’t have people playing around when it comes to enhancing my natural beauty.

I got the ‘We pamper you long time’ special, complimentary pedicure included! They really did great job, now all I need are some new shoes and I’ll feel like a million bucks again. Damn it, I just chipped one of my tips. Maybe I shouldn’t have killed Mrs. Gao and Wilma so soon…

Death to Ms. McWhiskers!

There hasn’t been much I’ve considered worth writing about lately. A murder here and there, some time in lock up, getting back with my ex, that stuff happens to everyone. Nothing special. Then yesterday, after Nathan Petrelli knocked me cold, I had a dream.

I was back in elementary school, in the cafeteria. Some of my old girl friends were there with me; talking about the usual while we stood in line. For some reason I was growing more and more uncomfortable as the line shrank in front of us. The closer I got, the more the fear grew. Until the source of it was looking me in the eye and every spoon beating came back in a flood of terrifying memories.

There she stood. No taller than 5 feet and still menacing, wooden spoon clutched in her left hand, a bowl of Mac and Cheese in her right. Her hairnet clung tightly just above her unibrow . I approached her cautiously; my knees trembling and my $1 out and ready to make a quick exchange. Her eyes were piercing, almost cat-like! She hands me the bowl of nuke warm cheesy pasta with a long nailed hand. I reach out for it, shrinking under her cold glare, and then… the dream ends. And I’m left to wallow in the misery of my past, with nothing left but a blurry memory of her and my building desire for her demise.

That’s when I decided, after all these years, it was finally time I take my revenge on this nemesis of mine. She gave me one spoon beating too many for this to be forgiven! I’d even be willing to work with Jessica on this one, if that’s what it takes.

So I Googled her name, Fluffy McWhiskers, which luckily is a unique name for a lunch lady in Nevada, and found some disturbing information. She had retired from the school fifteen years ago and settled down in New Mexico. She was infamously known as a cat lady. She owned hundreds of them at a time! And it seemed her hobby had finally taken a toll on her.

Now, shunned from the world, she was living alone in a cave. The perfect place for me to strike. So I MapQuested my way to The Cave of Despair. When I arrive there were horrible noises coming from the darkness. Jessica was pushing me to let her take control, but this wasn’t her fight. I clutched my .45 and made my way in.

There was enough light to see the beast that once was my lunch lady clawing away at a young women, who had vomited all over in pain or fear, or both.

“Found a new victim?” I asked, advancing towards her slowly.

She stopped her assault on the pitiful girl and turned her hideous face to me, confusion flashed in her eyes, but only for a second. She recognized me, even years later.

“It’sssssss you!” She hissed.

I took aim at her, my arm unsteady. My finger wrapped around the trigger, I was ready to rid her from my memories once and for all! Then she sprang into the shadows, I hesitated, and she disappeared into the darkness before I had a chance to take a shot.

The person I assumed to be a girl stood up from her pool of filth and look at me with admiration in his eyes. It seems I’ve found myself a pretty dude. He looked useless at first, but since he was going after Simon, I figure he can’t be that weak. He promised to help me destroy the cat lady if I helped him with Simon. Like I said before, what ever it takes…

I Didn't Do It

My name is Niki Sanders and my life is, for lack of a better word, complex. In the last year I've gone from working in a casino to doing a less dignified job. Before you judge me, just know that I did what I had to. Supporting my son has always been my top priority. My job isn't all that bad. Sure there's no health benefits but I get to work at home, meet new people from all around the world, and look sexy for the webcam. Everything would have worked out if it wasn't for Linderman.

I was having my fair share of money problems since my husband's been in lock down, that's why I had to go to Lindermen in the first place. His goons decided to cut me a break, reduce my debt with a little strip tease. It wasn't something I hadn't done before, but the webcam never led to anything more than a tease, I didn't want to know where this would go. I started, then my common sense took ten and I refused, knowing it could end with me in a hospital bed. One of the goons hit me and everything goes black after that.

When I wake up the room is a mess. There is blood every where, but I don't feel any pain. My confusion and fear only increase when I see the bodies. Dead. Both of them. But still, there's someone else in the room. I can feel it, could it be an underwear gnome? No, my panties are all in place. That's when I see her. Hiding in the glass where I can't reach, smiling, as if expecting my gratitude. Instead all I feel is fear. Two men are dead, but deep down I know I didn't do it. She did, and I'm afraid of what might happen next.